The Legend of the Condor Heroes: From Being Expelled from Peach Blossom Island

Chapter 316 The Making of a Bad Boy (Part Two)
Wu Chengyu sat alone at the head of the table, somewhat bored, eating the snacks from Zuihonglou. Brothels in this era hired excellent chefs, and the snacks, dishes, and wines were all top-notch, unlike the fruit platters in nightclubs of later generations, where ordering just one item would cost him a day's wages.

Those places don't even bother with pretense; they just rip off customers. In terms of professional ethics and talent, they are far inferior to the brothels of ancient times.

As for his subordinates, they had been under Tang Kuo Shanying's strict control in the past in order to maintain the facade. Now that they finally had the opportunity to eat and drink well, they all lost their manners and began to behave in a dissolute and foul-mouthed manner.

If it were Wu Chengyu himself, he would have dealt with these hooligans long ago, but he can't do it now. These are all just his disguise as a young scoundrel, acting as his straight man.

After a while, the madam brought in seven or eight girls, all of them heavily made up and dressed provocatively.

Some of them kept throwing flirtatious glances at Wu Chengyu, swaying their waists, puffing out their chests, and even pouting their lips to secretly blow a kiss, wishing they could immediately throw themselves into Wu Chengyu's arms.

Some feigned shyness, entering with their heads down, then casually glancing up at Wu Chengyu before hurriedly lowering their heads again, their faces and necks flushed.

Others, despite not being dressed like respectable women, would have a reserved and aloof expression, holding their heads high and keeping people at arm's length, appearing as if they were untainted by the mud.

It's all just a routine, a routine that hasn't changed in a thousand years.

For a moment, Wu Chengyu seemed to see the scene of his previous life when he went to a nightclub. It seemed that apart from the different clothes, the women's behavior was very similar. It seems that tricks are still effective even after a thousand years.

However, none of his lackeys had ever seen anything like this before. They were all stunned and speechless, some even falling off their stools.

"Young Master Shanying, these are the most beautiful girls in our Drunken Red Mansion. Each one of them is outstanding. They are not only charming and beautiful, but also knowledgeable and witty, and they all have some talents."

For example, this young lady, Cui Nong, is only sixteen years old. Her pipa playing has been taught by many masters; it is a unique skill in our Tongguan County.

Wu Chengyu's lips twitched. Another one named Cui Nong. There was one in Hongxiuzhao, and now he's met another one here. It seems that most women in brothels have similar names.

Just like Xiao Li and Xiao Hong you encounter in nightclubs in later generations, there's nothing new about them, they're no different from clones.

You could even call him Jiayin or Wang Gang; that would at least cheer Wu Chengyu up and maybe even get Wang Gang to stay.

At this point, if you want to be even more professional, you should bring out a tablet that clearly displays each girl's age, hometown, measurements, and special skills, along with swimsuit photos and customer reviews.

This is how we can improve customer experience. Therefore, the saying "technology changes lives" is a profound truth, and it is reflected in all aspects of modern life.

Wu Chengyu vaguely recalled his memories from his past life. In a moment of distraction, he almost let Cui Nong come over, hug her, and sing a song of love and dedication into the microphone.

Fortunately, he snapped out of it in time, tilted his head back, glanced around dismissively, and then said disdainfully, "Next batch."

The madam was speechless for a moment, her face turning somewhat ugly. This time, she was genuinely trying to please Tang Kuo Shanying, and it was impossible for her to bring up the lowest-class girls. These seven or eight were indeed the top courtesans of Zuihonglou, but who would have thought that Wu Chengyu would not even look at them.

“This… Young Master Shanying, none of the others are as beautiful as these.”

"How do you know which one I like? What, is this all the Drunken Red Chamber is capable of?"

"Young master, please wait a moment. Yes, there are plenty of girls at Zuihonglou. I'll go and call them right away."

After hearing Wu Chengyu's words, the madam could understand. Since ancient times, patrons of prostitutes have had different preferences. She had heard that some people liked to smell the girls' armpits, the smellier the better.

Perhaps this young master, who never sets foot in brothels, is the same way, so she quickly called another group of girls to help him.

"The next batch, and there's another blond-haired, blue-eyed guy with hair like pig bristles, he's really scary."

“This batch won’t do. I understand the difference between slender and plump figures, but it’s a bit too much if they’re all burly. Let’s get another batch.”

"How come this girl even has stubble? Is she some kind of reincarnation of Li Kui? Are you trying to disgust me to death? Let's change her."

The madam was covered in sweat, and her makeup had run down her face in several lines. She had changed five or six different madams, and she even had to call the oldest one in the Drunken Red Mansion "Grandma." She had also brought over the senior madams who were usually in charge of training the girls.

Wu Chengyu was also startled. This woman's beauty could no longer be described as mere makeup. The key was that if you didn't look at her face, her flirtatious glances were absolutely captivating, a skill honed over at least sixty years.

"Madam, I didn't come here to be humiliated by you. Do you believe I'll smash up your Drunken Red Pavilion right now?"

The madam was at her wit's end. She really didn't have any husbands in her Drunken Red Pavilion, otherwise Wu Chengyu would have brought them over long ago. The only ones left in the Drunken Red Pavilion who hadn't been brought over were the few plump cooks in the kitchen.

The madam, a woman of many experience, could tell that Wu Chengyu had initially seemed somewhat interested, but quickly grew disgusted. This young master of the Tang family was clearly here to cause trouble. "Hahaha, Brother Shanying, it's been a long time. What brings you to this Drunken Red Pavilion for some fun? I'm late, it's my Jiang family's fault for not being hospitable enough. Please forgive me."

Just then, a man's voice came from outside, and the madam visibly breathed a sigh of relief; her backer had finally arrived.

Wu Chengyu was waiting for this young master of the Jiang family, who was a few years older than him. He used to be on friendly terms with Tang Kuo Shanying. Once, when the Jiang family's business encountered difficulties and they were harassed by the sons of nobles from the Jin Kingdom, it was Tang Kuo Shanying who stepped in to smooth things over, which saved the Jiang family from disaster.

Tang Kuo Shanying had done many such things, and among the wealthy young masters in Tongguan County, Tang Kuo Shanying was extremely prestigious.

So even though this young master of the Jiang family knew that the other party was there to cause trouble, he still greeted them with a smile and even reflected on whether he had done something wrong and offended the other party.

"Brother Shanying, is it because my Jiang family did something wrong to anger you, young master? Why do you have to be like this? With our friendship, why can't we just say it directly?"

"If it's any fault of the Jiang family, I, Jiang Ruhe, will accept the punishment, as long as it doesn't damage the relationship between our two families."

"Jiang Ruhe, that's an interesting name. For some reason, I've had a great idea today: to give all of you guys a new name."

Jiang Ruhe sounds awful, a bit like Jiang Biehe, but that's a really bad guy. You don't deserve that name. You should just call yourself Jiang Youniao.

There's a song that goes something like this: "The horse owner didn't know it was a donkey, and the bird didn't know it was a chicken."

I already have a donkey here. If your name is Jiang Youniao, you might be able to get along well with him and fall in love without realizing it.

"You have a donkey, why don't you get on your good side and please your brother? If you do, you'll get two taels of silver today."

These words were enough to make even the most composed young master of the Jiang family lose face. The key point was that Tang Kuo Shan Ying, whom he had known before, was always gentle and humble. When had he ever spoken so viciously?

As the saying goes, even a clay figure has a temper. Young Master Jiang couldn't help but say, "Tangkuo Shanying, although you are the young clan leader of the Tangkuo family, my Jiang family is also a confidant of Lord Wanyan Hongsheng. We have never offended you before, so why are you humiliating me like this?"

"Pah! You're nothing but a Han Chinese, a slave-like being. Even if I kill you right here, what can Wanyan Hongsheng do to me?"

I'm not feeling well today, so I wanted to find someone to teach a lesson. You're just unlucky to have walked right into this mess. Today, I'm going to beat you up.

"Guards! Smash this Drunken Red Mansion to the ground, and give this Jiang Youniao a good dressing down!"

Although his men didn't know what had gotten into their young master, and even though they were still thinking about getting close to the girls here, they didn't dare disobey Wu Chengyu's orders. Upon hearing Wu Chengyu's command, they immediately took action.

There were also guards in the Drunken Red Mansion, who were about to surround it when they were stopped by the young master of the Jiang family.

This was, after all, the Jin Kingdom. These Han Chinese families usually depended on the nobles and helped them make money, but they knew in their hearts that in the eyes of the Jin nobles, they were no different from lackeys.

Previously, Tang Kuo Shanying was very friendly to outsiders, so they naturally treated him like a brother. But now that Tang Kuo Shanying has turned his back on them, the young master of the Jiang family really doesn't dare to do anything to Tang Kuo Shanying.

Even if Wanyan Hongsheng finds out in the future, he will reprimand the Jiang family for not knowing their place. The Jiang family may be powerful and influential, but they are just Wanyan Hongsheng's servants, while the Tangkuo family is Wanyan Hongsheng's partner. Wanyan Hongsheng will not turn against the Tangkuo family for the sake of the Jiang family.

Therefore, Tangkuo Shanying dared to smash this place and dared to slap the Jiang family in the face without any reason, but the Jiang family dared not harm a hair on Tangkuo Shanying's head. This is the difference between the Jurchens and the Han people within the Jin Kingdom.

Before long, they watched helplessly as the Drunken Red Pavilion was smashed to pieces. The girls were so frightened that they cried out for their parents, and the madam was kicked to the ground by a donkey, who also grabbed her hands a few times.

Only Wu Chengyu remained seated, leisurely sipping his tea and eating two golden thread rolls. He couldn't help but sigh, thinking that being a spoiled brat was actually quite enjoyable. At this moment, he even felt a bit of empathy for Gao Yanei.

Wu Chengyu quickly shook his head, silently repeating to himself that he was not a bad young master, and then gave Gao Yanei a look of contempt before slowly getting up and walking toward the Jiang family's young master, who was standing to the side with a livid face and dared not resist.

"I'll teach you something today. In the Jin Kingdom, only noble young masters like us are considered kings. You were all too familiar with me before, calling me brother. You didn't even realize who you really are."

"Come on, stick your face out. The face I gave you before, I'm going to take back myself. Not just you, but all those Han Chinese in Tongguan County who dared to joke around with me on ordinary days, I'll go knocking on their doors and take their faces back."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Chengyu slapped the young master of the Jiang family seven or eight times in a row, almost making him faint.

"Men, let's call it a day after we've finished. Let's go find some more fun."

　Sorry for the late update today. Two chapters, six thousand words each.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)